Chapter 11 Ballistics without a trace

Zhan Xia Ge pointed to his head and said, "Remember, a real sniper relies here to snipe at his target, not his own eyes and hands!" In that notebook, there are some of my experiences and cases when practicing sniping, you can refer to them. ”

Zhao Haiping was really stunned, he grabbed the notebook that Zhan Xia Ge sent to him, he looked at Zhan Xia Ge and grabbed his backpack, threw it on his shoulder, and walked towards their preset lurking place, Zhao Haiping faintly felt that he had followed Zhan Xia Ge for only an hour, and Zhan Xia Ge had already opened an unprecedented door in front of him!

Zhao Haiping asked in a low voice, "Why do you want to help me?" ”

Although his voice was very soft, he still heard the song of the warriors, he turned his head and said casually: "As the saying goes, I just have better training conditions than you, and I have better instructors and teachers to take me into the door of sniping!" Just because we are all soldiers, and we have to fight the enemy side by side, I can't hide like a rich man in Shanxi! With your humble and studious attitude, I believe you will be able to truly grasp the essence of sniping! With more than one excellent sniper in China, I will have one more powerful combat partner, what's so bad? ”

Zhao Haiping nodded desperately, he choked his neck for a long time, and then shouted a sentence at the back of Zhan Xia Ge: "Master, wait for me!" ”

Since then, Zhan Xia Ge has had an apprentice who is eleven years older than him!

Zhan Xia Ge took out three bullets from the suitcase, "The magazine of my rifle can only hold three bullets, and the air waves and gunpowder smoke it sprays when it shoots are very amazing, in the real battlefield, once the gun is fired, anyone who stands within two meters of the muzzle of my gun will be injured by the air wave." With such a fanfare to expose the target, the enemy's platoon artillery will smash over after dozens of seconds, so the guy who uses this sniper rifle also has a good nickname in the army, called cannon fodder sniper! It's a very vivid analogy, because more than half of the people who use this sniper rifle are killed by enemy platoon artillery on the battlefield. ”

Zhao Haiping looked at Zhan Xia Ge blankly, in this young soldier, he saw a kind of ease and untaminess in the face of death, exuding from the depths of his heart!

Zhan Xia Ge filled the bullets he selected into the magazine in turn, "The first shot I want to shoot is a mercury eccentric bullet, a bullet filled with mercury can shoot farther and straighter than other bullets, and when it hits the target, its instantaneous stagnation force is several times greater than that of ordinary bullets!" The mercury inside can allow a bullet to hit the prey's thigh, only to burst its head! ”

"The second bullet I want to shoot is the German MG-151 aircraft cannon shell during World War II, the warhead of this bullet has the dual effect of high explosive and incendiary, when I shoot this bullet, it is of course best to blow him up into a roast chicken with one shot, even if it can't kill the target in one fell swoop, but it can also make him suffer heavy damage. No matter how rigorously a person is trained, when he is sniped by three snipers and seriously injured, he will panic and try to find cover as soon as possible, when he rolls into the ditch...... Rumble! ”

Zhan Xia Ge made a gesture of victory and smiled: "Gameover, the super boos have been split in half by the sword of justice, everyone go back together to eat meat and drink champagne in a big bowl!" ”

Zhao Haiping blinked his eyes and asked puzzledly: "Since you have already counted him to death, why do you need to use the third bullet?!" ”

"The third bullet I had in the magazine was a kinetic bullet six times the speed of sound." Zhan Xia Ge blinked his eyes and chuckled: "If that Amilari old boy can dodge my sniping twice in a row, and can be lucky and not killed by a mine, I will catch up and see if it is his dog legs that run fast, or my kinetic energy bullet that runs fast!" ”

Zhao Haiping said sincerely: "I think he is dead!" ”

"No, you have to remember one fact." Zhan Xia Song said softly: "No matter how perfect a strategy is, it must be practiced on the battlefield to prove its true effect!" ”

Zhao Haiping nodded fiercely, he looked at Zhan Xia Ge with the most adoring eyes, and said, "But I still think that it is impossible for him to escape from Master's sniping!" ”

Eight hours later, the terrorists of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" led by Amirali appeared in the sniper scope of the war song.

There are about 70 terrorists in this group of "East Turkistan Liberation Organization", I don't know why, there are only so many people, but they are still divided into two camps, and they are sparsely pulled along the way for five or six hundred meters.

He couldn't help frowning when Zhan Xia Ge locked the cross on the sniper scope to the smallest group of people who had walked to the front, about a dozen people.

Some of them wore white cotton cloth on their heads, some wore a round cloth hat on their heads, and their bodies were draped in tattered cloth robes, and they wore all kinds of clothes inside, the only thing that was somewhat similar was their original white pants, which looked too loose on the battlefield. The weapons on these dozen people can be described as varied, including American M16 automatic rifles, Soviet AK47 automatic rifles, and the most important thing that makes Zhan Xia Ge can't help but widen his eyes is that walking in front of him, the one with a beard with a sign surname and an old-fashioned rifle on his shoulder turned out to be an old man who looked to be at least fifty or sixty years old. Beneath his head, surrounded by a white turban, was a face full of wrinkles that looked like dried dry skin, and on the bridge of his nose, which was slightly inverted like an eagle's beak, was a pair of eyes that had gone through the vicissitudes of life, but were still flexible and vigilant. On his back was a large cloth bag, perhaps with some food and perhaps bullets, and as he walked, he lay down, and from time to time exposed to the outside of the cloth bag, it was a bayonet that had drunk the blood of an unknown number of people.

And the one who followed the old man, carrying a bazooka and daring to cross the border and sneak into Chinese territory, turned out to be a woman who was not as tall as the rocket launcher in her arms!

The voice of the deputy shooter Zhao Haiping came from the radio communicator: "Master, how can there be old men and women among these terrorists?" ”

The warrior song whispered: "They are Afghan guerrillas!" ”

Don't look at them There are old people and children, but none of the professional soldiers, including Zhan Xia Ge and Long Jianhui, dare to despise this detachment! It was by virtue of guerrilla tactics that the Afghans fought a nine-year bitter war against the Soviet Union, the most powerful country at that time, and finally ended their "holy war" with the withdrawal of all Soviet troops.

During the nine-year war, half a million Afghans were killed, more than 4 million residents sought refuge in Pakistan, Iran and other countries, but they also wiped out 14,000 Soviet soldiers. This is a strange army that has grown up in the flames of war and has tenacious vitality! Now the battlefield between Afghanistan and the Soviet Union is a thing of the past, but the Afghan guerrillas that grew up in the flames of war have not been disbanded. They continue to be active on the world stage, and it is not known since when the Afghan guerrillas have been associated with the disgraceful title of the base camp of international terrorists.

Walking behind are most of the members of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" composed of Uyghurs with white veils on their faces, and they are also the same as the Afghan guerrillas, they have no standard clothing, let alone standard weapons, and some even carry a big knife on their bodies, these people are even more rabble than the Afghan guerrillas, only about 50 people, divided into four or five small groups.

Just as Instructor Long Jianhui told everyone, the core cohesion of this group of terrorists is extremely low, they lack talents with higher knowledge and education, and they like to form small factions and cliques. As long as Amilari, a core member of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" who has huge financial support through drug trafficking abroad, is killed, their rabble may immediately disperse.

Amirali was at the back of the group, and Warrior Song easily locked his scope on the target, who was surrounded on all sides by four or five bodyguard-type terrorists and had a large hood of beard on his face.

Recomparing the photo with the target he had locked on in the scope again, Zhan Xia Ge reported in a low voice: "The eye lock is confirmed, the distance is 1,200 meters!" ”

Zhao Haiping and another sniper both adjusted the default distance of 600 on their Type 85 sniper rifle to the maximum, they all opened their eyes wide, watching Grandma Mila force walk to their ambush point little by little, and when they heard the command of "fire" from the warrior song, they pulled the trigger in their hands almost at the same time.

At the same time as the warrior song gave the order to "fire", a feeling of uneasiness suddenly came from the depths of his heart, which appeared when he slipped down from the tree and fell into the encirclement of wild boars and Bengal tigers; He appeared when he slept in the rainforest, and a poisonous snake that could stop his heart beating in thirty seconds accepted him. It is a military instinct in the face of unpredictable danger.

But the order to fire had been given, and there was no room for redemption, so Zhan Xia Ge gritted his teeth fiercely and also pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.

"Bang!"

Zhan Xia Ge's body trembled violently, and a powerful wave of qi mixed with a large stream of gunpowder smoke erupted wildly from the muzzle of the large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle, and a mercury off-core bullet with a diameter of 20 mm and a length of 85.3 mm shot fiercely at Amira, who was 800 meters away from him. This distance is almost a hundred shots for the Battle Hero Song!

But at the moment when the three snipers pulled their fingers on the wrench, Amirali suddenly fell to the ground like an unpredictable prophet.

The bullets fired by the two Type 85 sniper rifles hit the hard rock, splashing a fierce spark, but the bullet shot by the warrior song hit a big tree behind Amirali, the big tree with a bowl mouth was like being slashed by an invisible sword, and in the loud bang, the nearly one-meter-long tree trunk was instantly blown into countless sawdust, and they were scattered in this cold and silent air!

Didn't shoot!

Zhan Xia Ge's face was as gloomy as water, he quickly pulled the bolt, and a four or five centimeter long bullet shell jumped out of the chamber, hit a beautiful little heel in the air, and gently fell to Zhan Xia Ge's side, and the mouth of the bullet shell that was erected obliquely at a 45-degree angle to the sky was still billowing with light smoke.

Zhao Haiping suddenly let out a hiss: "His movements are so fast!" ”

Amirali's whole person was like a rehearsal done in advance by the warrior song, and quickly fell to the ground, but he didn't have the necessary action to look around, the moment he lay down, his feet kicked the ground, and the muscles of his whole body containing the power of the explosion instantly provided him with a powerful sprint force, and his whole person quickly moved forward seven meters with a snake-like movement just with the help of this sprinting force!

It wasn't until he really sniped a special master who could intensify various military movements to one or two times per second, that Zhao Haiping was discouraged and found that the Type 85 sniper rifle in his hand, which could shoot thirty rounds per minute, could not keep up with the rhythm of the other party at all, and he pulled the trigger again and again, but the bullets always shot at the back of the opponent's body in vain.

Amirali had already rolled past the second prime spot for sniping in the Warrior Song, and his body immediately regained his body's balance and sprint speed after a slight stagnation, and at this moment, the anti-materiel sniper rifle in the Warrior Singer rang out again.

The distance between life and death, at an instant when it may only be 0.01 second, got the verdict of death!

"Boom!"

The high-explosive incendiary bomb for the cannon of the former World War II German fighter gun, which can cause heavy damage to the soft target of the human body, hit the rocky beach just past by Amira, and a cloud of gunpowder rose into the sky, and the solid combustion medium mixed with magnesium powder took the bomb point as the core, and instantly carried out an indiscriminate flame coverage of the surrounding area of several meters.

Seeing Amira's whole body tumbling into the ditch of the mine preset by the Battle Hero Song, Zhao Haiping almost jumped up and cheered: "It's successful!" ”

But at this time, Zhao Haiping heard the order of Zhan Xia Ge: "Chase!" ”

Under Zhao Haiping's stunned gaze, Zhan Xia Ge actually carried his large-caliber anti-materiel rifle weighing up to twenty-six kilograms in his left hand, and pulled out the MP5 submachine gun he had been inserting in his back with his right hand, jumped out of the hidden place, and ran forward at a terrifying dash speed like a cheetah.

Mines in that ditch...... No explosions!

Before Amirali rolled into the ditch, Warrior Song clearly saw through the sniper scope that Amirali pulled out the saber on his body and cut open the burning robe on his body with one sword. A person who has made difficult military dodge moves in a row can still make such self-help actions in time, which can only show that this Amirali not only has excellent military skills that are no less than the war heroes, but also has a mind that is not confused.

Once a character like him jumps into a ditch that can provide concealment for himself, unless he happens to step on the mine planted by the Song of Warriors, the chances of hitting him again are pitifully small!

Long Jianhui's angry roar blasted into the ears of the war hero song from the communicator: "What's the matter? Why didn't you hit the target?! ”

While sprinting with all his might, Zhan Xia Ge quickly replied, "Master! The other party is a real master of sniping and counter-sniping! I'm sure he knew we were going to snipe him just before we made the move! ”

"You fart, our operation has been carefully arranged, except for a very few core people, the participants in the operation until the start of the operation......" Long Jianhui said this, he suddenly woke up: "Fuck me, it's a radio!" Everybody change the radio frequency at once! Shen Hao, Shen Hao, how is your side, why is the firepower of your organization so scattered, and why are your troops fighting like a mess of sand?! ”

Just when the three sniper rifles sounded at the same time to unveil the prelude to this ambush war, the Afghan female guerrilla with a bazooka in her arms suddenly raised her hand and shot it!

This cannon was definitely not untargeted, Shen Hao only felt that there was suddenly a red and a hot in front of him, and a large heat wave mixed with the scorching metal aura swept over, pushing him involuntarily two times in a row. A squad leader hissed: "Come on, the squadron leader is ...... by the cannon"

The words were only half shouted, and suddenly a blood flower suddenly burst out from the forehead of the squad leader, a team doctor heard the sound of the cannon and bent over with the first aid kit and ran all the way, he saw the squad leader who fell in a pool of blood, and then looked at Shen Hao, who was stunned by the cannonball, he couldn't help but gasp, he just took out the hemostatic bandage in the first aid kit, just raised his body slightly, and suddenly a gunshot rang out at the foot of the mountain, the team doctor's eyes widened, and he reached out in disbelief and touched his head that was surging with blood, It took a full fifteen or sixteen seconds before he fell headlong to the ground.

The old Afghan guerrilla, who looked to be fifty-six years old at the forefront, calmly put down the old smoking rifle in his hand, and the whole guerrilla force began to return fire while quickly retreating back.

Without systematic command, the armed police squadron was in disarray, with veterans, squad leaders, and platoon leaders as the core, and they fought on their own, and they were simply unable to exert a sufficient density of fire suppression on the terrorists and Afghan guerrillas who were loose into a 500-meter camp.

Long Jianhui hissed and roared: "Machine gunner, what are the machine gunners doing, hit me!" Give me that bullshit Afghan guerrilla squad first......"

Long Jianhui suddenly saw a pair of eyes, the female guerrilla who was shorter than the rocket artillery was staring at him coldly, and at the same time, there was also the rocket launcher on the shoulder of the goddess gunner!

"Holy!"

Long Jianhui let out an angry roar, and his whole person was like an arrow off the string that shot forward fiercely, and at the same time, the rocket artillery on the shoulder of the Afghan guerrilla goddess gunner also suddenly spewed out a blazing flame, and a rocket drew a straight tail line in the air with an astonishing speed that was not concealed, and shot fiercely at Long Jianhui, who was two hundred meters away.

"Boom!"

A cloud of gunpowder smoke suddenly rushed up from the command position where Long Jianhui was standing just now, the goddess gunner stood in place in a daze, the old man with gray hair, who might be the commander of this guerrilla force, stretched out his hand and slapped her on the shoulder, the goddess gunner was like a sack lying straight up to the sky, and the rocket cannon in her hand that directly cut off the supreme command system of the armed police squadron smashed heavily on the hard ground before the ambush battle began, making a crisp sound of "dang". It was only at this time that the guerrilla captain was surprised to find that there was a deep bullet hole in the forehead of this goddess gunner!

At the moment when she deducted the rocket launcher launch button in her hand, the automatic rifle in Long Jianhui's hand had already risen like lightning and fired a bullet at her. If you want to attack the instructors of the Fifth Special Force, you must first gamble your life!

The face of the guerrilla leader changed greatly, he opened his throat and howled a few words, and a group of guerrillas suddenly spread their feet and turned around and ran.

But it's too late!

Long Jianhui shook off the dirt chips and two leaves on his head, and shouted wildly into the microphone of the communicator: "All the special combat personnel have concentrated their firepower on me and pinched this guerrilla force for me!" Let them flee back alone, and you can all buy me a piece of tofu and die!" ”

"Da Da Da ......"

Two M134 improved single-soldier six-barreled Vulcan guns that can fire seven or eight hundred rounds per minute, two squad light machine guns that provide suppressive firepower, and more than 20 automatic rifles loaded with special steel core bullets were aimed at the Afghan guerrillas at the same time, and a torrent of steel was poured out at them in an instant.

At this moment, the air seemed to be burned red by bullets, and the bullets visible to the naked eye and invisible to the naked eye were whizzing in the air, in all angles and directions, with the anger of the new generation of soldiers of the republic, with the mission of the new generation of soldiers of the republic, and with the vocation of the new generation of soldiers of the country and the country, in the face of the armed bandits who invaded China, a web of death was formed that no longer had any gaps and no more life.

At this moment, Uncle Death was crazy, he was so happy that he jumped and jumped while wielding the big scythe in his hand, he was happy and crazy to harvest human life, every time the sickle in his hand was swung down, a large piece of blood would burst out in the air, black blood flower!

Pulling the trigger on innocent people, dropping bombs on innocent cities, and creating a lot of evil deeds, what color is the blood of such a person, if it is not black?!

In the face of such a rain of bullets regardless of attrition, and in the face of the 24 soldiers of the Fifth Special Force, who had undergone the world's most rigorous special training and could definitely be called marksmen, more than a dozen Afghan guerrillas were instantly beaten to pieces.

The Afghan guerrilla captain gasped for breath and held the old rifle in his hand that had accompanied him in the self-defense counterattack for nine years, but this old comrade-in-arms who had brought him glory and welcomed the final victory of the "holy war" could no longer bring him any sense of security. With his rich life and practical experience, you can clearly feel that the Chinese [***] people are crazy!

Yes, the battle has not yet begun, twenty-five cadets of the fifth special unit, they are crazy!

After watching so many bloody cases that happened in China, and watching so many horrible photos, no matter how angry he is, no matter how murderous he is, he is not a man, and he is even less worthy of being mixed in the Fifth Special Force, this kind of rotten goods, this kind of garbage, this kind of man who is not a man, he has already been fucking trained by the perverted strict training of the Fifth Special Force, and he was scared back to his grandmother's house!

The Afghan guerrilla captain carefully poked out his footbag from the crypt, and at this time, he suddenly saw the most shocking and final scene of his life!

A middle-aged [***] man with a height of about 190 centimeters, the best student of the Fifth Special Force with five brass medals pinned to the collar of his military uniform, he carried a super-large caliber sniper rifle weighing 26 kilograms in his left hand and could penetrate 100 millimeters of uniform steel armor, and carried a special MP5 miniature submachine gun for anti-terrorist special police officers who was dumbfounded when he encountered body armor called a "bird gun" by professional soldiers, just like a stallion in estrus and a crazy Spanish bull, With a vigorous and fierce murderous aura that never returned, as soon as he stepped on the ground, he splashed a roar like a war drum, and swept through like a whirlwind of clouds.

"Da Da Da ......"

A series of fires burst out from the MP5 miniature submachine gun in the right hand of the warrior song, and in the joyful flying of the bullet casing, this old guerrilla who had been bombarded by Soviet platoon artillery, chased by the Apache endlessly, and was not even hung up by the T72 tank and did not fight the street and did not talk to the world about Oilnara, his body was like a cramp, and he couldn't help but shake wildly, and his eyes instantly widened as big as a ping-pong ball, saliva, sweat, snot, tears, blood, and urine...... Anyway, as long as it can flow out of his body, at this time, it is uncontrollable, and it is scrambling to splash out. Combined with the twelve bullet holes in his chest that were happily gushing with small blood fountains, it looked indescribably magnificent and pitiful.

As the saying goes, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and a veteran guerrilla expert was beaten into a honeycomb by the fangs of a five-star soldier of the Fifth Special Unit who had just stepped onto the battlefield.

Long Jianhui's eyes were also round at this time, and he hissed: "Zhan Xia Ge, you are fucking crazy? You're a super long-range sniper, why the fuck are you the first to rush to the battlefield?! ”

"I still have a sniper rifle bullet that didn't shoot!" Warrior Song shouted wildly: "Instructor, this is the first time I have carried out an order, and I must not allow myself to fail!" I'd like to see if the last shot in my magazine, which can reach six times the speed of sound, is fast, or the Amirali is fast! If he can really run faster than the bullets I shoot, I won't be surnamed Zhan in the future, I will have his surname Ah, and I will call him a fucking Ah Xia Song! ”

(To be continued)